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Kisses From Heaven (529 hits)

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Submitted by kaos-king (antius777) (View user info) at 2006-09-19 16:45:57 EDT


She sat cross-legged, her toes curled and clutching the wet grass. It felt good, it felt green. Leaning back on her hands, she tilted her face upwards to allow the rain to spill across her. Each was like a tiny little kiss from heaven and she opened her mouth to drink in the love.

"God damn it, Summer! What are you doing out there?" came a voice from the doorway of the hospital.

"I'm talking to angels," Summer replied casually, as if this should be understood.

Gregor made to storm out into the common area to retrieve the patient, but Dr. Wellington put out a hand to stop the orderly. The psychologist shook his head and stood back under the protection of the small awning, watching the twenty-six year old young woman lounging in the yard. This was the first time she had looked at ease since coming to the hospital.

"Stay here," the doctor whispered to Gregor, who just grimaced.

Wellington stepped out into the rain and walked a few paces towards the patient. Summer Gallagher had a long history of schizophrenia, but her recent break from reality had been her worse. She had been catatonic when brought in to his care, only hours before raving about "angelic wars" and the "end of the world."

"May I sit with you?" Dr. Wellington asked a few feet away from Summer.

Summer brushed her long dark hair back from her face and smiled at him. He took that as a "yes" and sat a respectable distance from his patient in the yard, letting the damp ground soak his thin dress pants. Sitting there, he stared up at the sky, as she was, for a few minutes in silence.

"What are you saying to the angels, Summer?" he asked finally in a quiet voice.

"I'm asking them to take me with them," she stated in a conversational tone.

"And what do they say?" he questioned carefully.

She sighed. "They say maybe someday."

Wellington thought about his next question. In the last ten months she had spent here in at Franklin Mental Hospital, she had refused to speak of her delusions. Every time she was asked about them, she would start singing quietly instead. The doctor knew this was an opportunity he couldn't let pass him by or be tainted by that brute Gregor.

"They say you might be allowed to come, too," Summer said suddenly, drawing Wellington back to the present.

"That's very kind of them," he replied, unsure of how else to respond.

"They know that you're kinda like me," she continued. "Not as much, but enough."

Wellington paused for a moment, then as delicately as he could, asked, "How are we alike, Summer?"

"We both have the blood of Nephillium in us."

The doctor tried not to raise an eyebrow.

"It's okay, you don't have to believe," said Summer pleasantly as she reached out and touched his hand. "They know the truth. You will eventually, too."

"And the angels told you this?"

Summer began singing, her head rocking back and forth to the beat in her head. Dr. Wellington smiled sadly. Taking the hand she had placed on his, he helped her to her feet and lead her back towards the hospital doors. She was still singing as he walked her past Gregor who simply rolled his eyes.

After Summer was securely placed back in her room, Dr. Wellington strolled down the hospital corridor to his office. He flipped on the lights then sat down behind his desk after changing out of his wet clothes into a spare set he kept around. He was absently glancing through some paperwork when he heard the chair in front of his desk slide back. He didn't bother to even look up.

"She knows," Dr. Wellington said to his visitor.

"Yes," said the individual in the chair.

"What should I do?"

"We'll take care of it," the voice said.

"Will she be all right?" asked the doctor.

"Of course," replied the angel standing up, his white feathered wings fluttering.

"Thank you, Grandfather," said Dr. Wellington coming around to embrace the angel, his own radiant wings of white light shinning out of the back of his oxford shirt.

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Submitted by DudeThatsBOSH (user info) at 2006-09-20 12:03:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by Wicked (user info) at 2006-09-20 09:59:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Yes!

Submitted by NerfHerder (user info) at 2006-09-20 01:09:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Plus two.

Submitted by I_love_Kracka (user info) at 2006-09-19 22:47:21 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-09-19 17:10:42 (#)
Ranking: 2

I love it when you write like this.

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me too

Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2006-09-19 20:48:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

*smiles*

Submitted by coley (user info) at 2006-09-19 19:21:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Nice.
Incidentally, I have a very dear friend who is schizophrenic and it's a very fascinating and difficult thing to be witness to; this losing of one's mind. But he is brilliant and creative and wonderful and I love him to death.

Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2006-09-19 18:15:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

beautiful

Submitted by Amontillado (user info) at 2006-09-19 17:57:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Excellent.

Submitted by WingedFoote (user info) at 2006-09-19 17:48:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I don't understand how you and Jack could possibly be matched up first round. You're two of the top posters here, and it's gonna be a hell of a battle...

Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-09-19 17:20:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Dude, the only problem I have with your stuff (and it isn't really a problem) is that I can tell that it's you.

Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-09-19 17:10:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I love it when you write like this.



Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-09-19 17:06:02 EDT (#)
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Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2006-09-19 16:56:37 (#)
Ranking: 2

Very nice. Should be longer, but I'm assuming a word limit.
You might consider expanding this idea.

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Yeah, I had to chop a bunch to get the 800 word limit. Thanks!

Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-09-19 16:57:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

oh yes, oh yes indeed.

Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2006-09-19 16:56:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Very nice. Should be longer, but I'm assuming a word limit.
You might consider expanding this idea.

Submitted by Antioxident (user info) at 2006-09-19 16:51:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by Maltese (user info) at 2006-09-19 16:50:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Auto +2 kaos-king... ya fuckin' diamond-rated cigarette-smokin' coffee-drinkin' pulsehead-postin' two-username mo'fuggah.


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